Meet my Soulmate

I tend to write a lot about my job, my kids--but feel I sometimes overlook the person who helps make it all possible. My husband.

Joseph and I have been married for 32 years now, and I think I have come to appreciate him more with each passing year. Let me show you why.

On an almost daily basis, Joseph:

• does all of the dishes and all of the cooking
• gets up at 4:30 a.m. to take his sons to work (without complaint!)
• gets my walker in and out of the car and sets it up for me (and then tells me I look sexy using it!)
• helps me get dressed on the bad mornings when my back hurts too much to bend
• brings me my slippers even before I mention it's cold
• opens every door for me
• walks behind me in stores with a cart, so I can keep my walker free to sit on
• brings me a chair and has me sit down while he dries my hair since, once again, he knows it hurts my back to do so
• actually believes I am beautiful
• listens to me rant about work
• listens to his kids and helps them in any way he can
• puts up with the neverending mess that is paper, purses, books, and collectibles
• compliments me to every one he meets
• stops and helps any driver with a flat tire, engine problem, or anyone else he sees in need
• makes me laugh
• gets coconut water for me at the store even though it ain't cheap, but he knows how much I like it
• makes every single day of life with him a pleasure.

I am one lucky, lucky lady. Of course, since Joseph is also a man, he will somehow translate all of this into sexual favors. Sheeeesh. :)